Shadewood Maybe I'll find myself sitting on that distant shore

His companion harried the bear with her laughter as much as she did with her teeth, adding insults to injuries. Chases Crows' thrill was expressed a bit different. His body laughed more than his mouth. He grinned through it all, tongue lolling, his muscles rolling beneath his healthful coat as he rollicked around the bear. He was strikingly animated by the gleeful energies that coursed through him, his eyes bright and smiling.

The bear begrudgingly gave ground. Grawlix pursued him several lengths, his triumphant tail raised high and waving. "Ours!" He called out, strutting theatrically as he turned back to the elk and to Always Running. "Nice moves," he winked at her, stepping up to the elk's tender stomach. He held his companion in the corner of his blue eye as he bent to feed, a half-grin playing along his lips as he wondered if she would challenge him — play with him. He practically dared her to with his look of impishness.